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Where is there such a complicated interpersonal relationship on Penglai Island? There are only two people, and Zhang Liang's 500 years have been spent carefree in the flowers of Penglai Mountain.

People are social animals, and if they are separated from the group for too long, they will become withdrawn and weird. Fortunately, Zhang Liang still retains the heart of a child, innocent and childlike, and full of curiosity about Biye.

What Wu Xingyi said was really incomprehensible to him, how could it be that the more you treat others, the more the other party will bear you.

"I think it's incredible, isn't it, but that's the case, there are more ungrateful people in the world. ”

The wind outside the door began to howl, and the wind and rain squeezed on the face of the night, which could condense into droplets of water at any time, and it was going to tilt down from the sky to break the silence of the night.

As the night wore on, the lights in the kitchen were still bright. Ji Wuhua was still cutting those medicinal herbs, and some of them had to be cut very finely in order to exert their medicinal effects. Ji Wuhua is very finely cut and very forgetful.

Just like stroking the hand of **, he is always so affectionate and fond of alchemy. The crisp sound of cutting medicine is like a beautiful music, jumping in the kitchen, into the lobby, and into the stormy night.

"Big brother, when the time comes, I'll replace you. ”

Wu Xingyi rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at Zhang Liang with admiration, "Little brother, aren't you really sleepy?"

Zhang Liang's energy is worthy of the name, "Of course I'm not sleepy, I can ** not sleep." ”

There is no way to compare people with each other, of course Wu Xingyi can't be more energetic than Zhang Liang, so he went upstairs to rest.

Feng Qin will not chat with Zhang Liang like Wu Xingyi. He stood guard at the kitchen door, staring motionless into the night, always on the lookout for his opponent.

Feng Qin's dislike for Zhang Liang, of course Zhang Liang knows it. In Huangzhuang, because he stole the flowers of the ten spices, he was disliked by the guards of Liyang.

"He started boiling medicine. ”

The smell of medicine emanating from the kitchen is very obvious. People smell enough of too many smells, and smell other smells, and they feel that it is a pleasure. The smell of the herbs is a hundred times better than the smell of not smelling for three days.

Feng Qin couldn't help but take two deep breaths.

Between these two breaths, thunder suddenly appeared outside the window, and lightning flashed, as if a shining sword slashed straight across the earth. Through the street, through the eaves, through the lintel, through the somewhat dimly lit nave. The candles were dancing so much that they were about to go out, flickering with a ghostly light.

The thunder and lightning were followed by wind and rain, and the sound of the rain crackled in the pond and danced with tinkling notes. The wind howled, rolling up the rushing willow branches, making them flutter even more violently.

The door of the Fufeng Inn was blown aside, and the two doors, like shaking arms, creaked back and forth, ringing non-stop.

On such a sensitive night, it rained such a thrilling rain, thunder into the night, and wind and rain into the hospital. Through the flickering candle flames, Feng Qin stared at everything in the darkness, as if a pair of hands were about to emerge from the darkness and grab people's souls deeply.

Zhang Liang had seen a more powerful vision of heaven and earth, and before leaving, the vicissitudes of the sea rose inexplicably, and the violent roar that penetrated the soul felt that the sea was rising and the space was disordered. Even the blue bird was stunned and fell straight into the sea, completely changing the way he traveled and all the things he had to go through.

The truth is so wonderful, maybe it was a different change, it changed everything, it became unrecognizable, it became unbelievable to ourselves, and fate would be so strange that it would be at the mercy of all our ships.

Zhang Liang walked over and wanted to close the door, in such a stormy night, those faint candles couldn't withstand the next blow.

Although Feng Qin did not speak, he was very much in favor of Zhang Liang's actions. When a person suddenly falls from light to darkness, he will feel the extreme darkness. It is also like bursting into the light from the darkness, and you will feel the light that is about to pierce the eyes.

The candle flame illuminates the entire lobby, once the candle flame is lost, it is convenient to be like a ghost in the dark, how can they still see clearly, so the candle flame cannot be extinguished, and if it is extinguished, it will blind their eyes.

Zhang Liang went to close the door, but halfway through, a brighter lightning bolt shook his eyes. Immediately afterward, a more violent wind blew, and the shiny robes were rolled up high.

Since the robe was rolled up so high, the faint candle flame must not be able to withstand the attack of the wind, and it swayed and swayed and finally extinguished, and the whole room fell into darkness.

The gates creaked and creaked, and the thunder flickered, with wisps of light.

Feng Qin went to protect the body of the candle flame, and suddenly retreated, retreating to the door of the kitchen, which was still a little bright. Now, he also had to pin his hopes on Zhang Liang, "Zhang Liang, close the door and go and light the candle." ”

Zhang Liang slammed the door shut, with a lot of effort. When the door closed, the lobby became even darker, and lightning passed through the crack in the door, leaving only a little light.

The whole lobby seemed dim, only the candle flame in the kitchen, revealing some light, which was printed on Feng Qin's back, casting a long shadow.

The medicinal fragrance wafted out through the crack in the door, asking refreshing people's hearts.

At this time, Feng Qin also had to admire Zhang Liang, ordinary people, in such a rainy night, most of them would be afraid. Even more timid people will let out a sharp roar, and people will be startled in vain, and they will not be able to live in peace.

Zhang Liang closed the door and groped his way to the coffin in the middle hall to light the candles that were blown out by the wind.

Although there is no fire excerpt, he has some understanding of the Five Elements Technique, and lighting a flame is still a piece of cake. When the snow mountain qi sea is reversed, it loses the ability of immortals, and it also loses the ability to see at night, otherwise, it will only be in the daytime, without the slightest influence.

Zhang Liang walked into the hall, walking very slowly, step by step, step by step, he could hear the sound of the pace of progress clearly. Zhang Liang counted his steps, and Feng Qin also helped to count.

In such darkness, the eyes have become useless, and they rely only on the ears. The ears don't need light to be able to hear clearly, and if there is any abnormality, as long as you listen attentively, you can't escape the ear's capture. People who practice martial arts have their ears and other senses several times more sensitive than ordinary people.

Zhang Liang was already very close to the coffin, and he seemed to remember the approximate location of the coffin. He began to seal his hands, summoning the elemental fire that pulsed in the air. On such a rainy night, it becomes much more difficult than usual to condense the element of fire. It's like a wet firewood, it can't be lit, only some smoke can be smoked.

But Zhang Liang tried his best to gather them, and looking at the small flames that were beating, Zhang Liang smiled. (To be continued.) )